The Life and times of Lieutenant Laird BrendonPatrick MacRory, Esq. , Count of Regency Sommerset, (Late of the Royal Navy, as
The Life and times of Lieutenant Laird BrendonPatrick MacRory, Esq. , Count of Regency Sommerset, (Late of the Royal Navy, as you shall soon learn) To Begin I shall begin at the beginning, for that where all good storys should begin.
I was born (well, nothing unusual there, most people are) In late spring in the year of our lord, 1764 in the Reign of His Most Britannic Majesty King George the III. in my fathers house in Castle bay, isle of Barra. (you must remember, in those days, it was common to be born, and to dye in ones house and not in some strange building surrounded by strangers) I was fortunate to be born the First child of minor landed Gentry , the MacRorys descend from the Kings of Norway, and are recognized Sept of both the MacDonalds, Lord of the Isles and the MacNeills.
These where the days of Peace, Britain had won in the world wide conflict known as the Seven Years war, but it was not a total win, France was wounded, not Vanquish.
Most of my early education was at home, but some time the local Prist did tutor me, taght the basics of Latin, English, Gramer, mathamatics, he also lent me books, which is a good thing, for there where so few on this small island.
Also, one of the last of the Jokies would come around, an old mendicant who went by the name of Auld Edie Ochiltree, dressed in patched up cloak of sky blue, addored by a pewter creat, once issued by the King of Scotland to these wandering sages and he walked with a support of a heavy walking stick (thou I convinced he could as easily held his own and used it for defense) usually ussally arriove in the spring, and when asked how long he might stay, he say, maybe a day, maybe a fortnight, I can nye say, only the wind and the Gowpens will determine. He was a Great wandering Bard, as true to his ilk.
In the evenings, we all gather around and listen intentlly as he recite great epic poems and tales of Great deeds, of travel, of foirien places and long ago history..
He recite tales of the 45 and list the honors of the clans. He could list the kings of Scotland, from the time of MacAlpine on and tell of there deeds. He also new the tales of Antiquity, and could recite Homer's Iliad and the Odyssey as well as talk of the wonders that where Rome, and its leaders. The wars with Cartage and the fall of the Republic, the empire and it Eperiors, Caesar, Augustus, Tiberius....
My Uncle was fortunate for in the War, he both gained Wealth and position and was now a Captain in the Royal Navy, something which would lead to great benefits for me. At 6 months of Age, my Uncle, who had risen to the rank of Captain during the Seven years War in the Service of the Royal Navy, placed my name on the Ships log as Ships Boy. (a common practice at the time) Thou I never saw a deck of a Ship till I turned 14. Two years latter I was a Midshipman, Ensign at 19 and stood for examination as an officer at 23.
Somerset house, as is well know from the Rants of Lord Thomas Cochrane, 10th. Lord of Dundonold, is not high on promoting Scots as officers nor Catholics, I as both, and unwilling like some to change my religion simply for promotion, So where I showed promise, did well in my duties and was trusted with command, the ranks promotion which should have followed was slow in coming.
In the year of our loard, 1792, we once agin fining ourself at war with France. I was 2nd on HMS Ferret, a 14 gun sloop of War charged with bloackaiding the Ports of France to which we where allowd to stop and captuer French Ships and those of Spain, and the Dutch in the area, which would then be taken to port and sold, the proceds shared ( a very profitable time) In 1798, with the Royal Navy needed to decide to eather reliquish the Meditrianian sea to the French, and thereby controll of all borderinglands, or to go in and Stop them, Thus I found myself trasferd on to HMS Vangard under a newly appointed Vice-Admerial, who name would become ledgen. Lord Admiral Horatio Nelson. Thus found me in the battle of the Nile, or as the French call it, Bataille d'Aboukir- on August 1st to the 3rd.
On the 10th. Of August, Lietunat Thomas Duval, of HMS Zealus and myself, where sent with a Message of the battle from Admiral Nelson aquainting Govonor-Generalof India, Visacount Wellesly of the situation in Egypt. We traveld by Camel to Aleppo to Basra, where we then caught the British East India company ship Fly to Bombay.
I thrive in this, but in the year 1809, as we where once again at War with France, a severer case of Pneumonia struck me down, nearly killed me, and sent me home, to die or recover. (I obviously recovered, for I write this now, but it was a long, long time to regain my health.) So having recovered and My Doctor advising me that a continued Life at Sea may not be advisable, I settle down to living the Life of a Country Gentlemen, for which I am fortunate to have the now the bounty to enjoy.
I resides these days mainly in a little Cottage over looking the Vast Atlantic Ocean in Fair Head, Co. Antrim, Ireland Antiquity Irish Cost 1790. I also have a Nice Estate in Argyle, Rochester Manor As well as one of the New Georgian style town house over looking the bay in the Fashionable part of Dublin Harbor for when I am in town.
So, with a fortune secured, with a good place to call home, I know fine how Universally accepted by the women of this world the truth of Miss Jane Austens words It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a wife.
May be true, But, I would add Good in front of Wife, to be my friend, to share my interest, etc. As is, I am never really sure who is the hunter and who is the hunted, I fear I am the fox of the day.
1813 turned out to be a very good year, First I was offered the Post of President of the Royal Bank of Antiquity, then I went on to Develop Somerset Regency and Port Austen.
In recognition of my works, Princess Cathryn awarded me the Antiquity Medal of Freedom and made me a Baron of the Realm.
Note from the Personal Secretary of Lieutenant Laird BrendonPatrick MacRory, Esq.
For those who have not figure this out yet, this is a page for my avatar, my persona, for exploring life during the Age of Nelson and the English Regency. He is a Child of the Age of Enlightenment, but all so shaped by the events of his times, in most cases, his and mine ideas are the same, but at times, he dose surprise me with thoughts which are his own.
He experiences are often limited to his times, and effect those thought.
He dose have some of the qualitys of personality of Fitzwilliam Darcy and Col. Christopher Brandon, but he owns much of his background to the life of Admiral Thomas Cochrane, 10th Earl of Dundonald, 1st Marquess of Maranho, GCB, ODM, the Inspiration for both C.S. Forresters Horatio Hornblower and Patrck OBrains Jack Aubrey. He is less inpatient and more calm in character. He is a Gentlemen, a Loyal friend, and he is more adventuresome and out going than my own.